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Dreams

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I dream of streams we cross carefully on gleaming stones, measured steps thinking of guilty pleasures. Birds sing among the trees of oak and birch, we walk up the mountain and look towardsthe Loch of beauty, the scenery of Scotland we hear nothing but the beating of our two hearts.
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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Alistair Plint 09 May 2018
Hey Michael, I love what you did here! the unique style makes the beautiful words that much more striking? Al
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